Many times I saw her husband forcing her to kiss and probably having sex.So I thought of making her notice me, I use to stand naked in my bedroom with...an open window so she could see me stroking my dick, which she did many times each day but acted like she did not.I would stand in the gallery waiting for her to come out and starring at her.Then the day came when she smiled at me, I was happy soo we daily started to share a smile, now she never closed her bedroom door while changing soo I could. This old guy, at least to us, he was old, came in wearing nothing but a towel. He took it off and this giant cock fell down and was just kinda hanging there. He came over to us and then the man told me to take it in my hand and hold it up to my face. I did as told and while he took pictures, he told me to put it in my mouth which I did! It was huge to me and I just put the tip of it in but he said to put all of it in my mouth that I could, so I did and I thought I couldn't breathe for a second.. She lets out a soft, muffled moan as she slowly pulls her head back. Gently sucking, and swirling her tongue as she goes. When she gets to the end, she lingers. Sucking a little harder. And swirling her tongue a little more. Another deep moan escapes my mouth. She releases my cock from her mouth, and begins to gently stroke it with her hand. She looks up and asks with a devilish smile: ‘You like that, don’t you?’ I can only smile. She smiles back. As she is stroking me with one hand, she gently. Doing anything tonight?’ ‘I’m just going to sit by your door till you get there, so please don’t stay out all night. We need to talk.’“We really need to talk?”“What? You think I’m just using it as an excuse to get in your stinky dorm room?”“I could use a Coke. Want one?” Sandra nodded and I got two Cokes out of my mini-fridge. I should have been drinking water just to rehydrate, but if Sandra wanted to talk, I was going to need caffeine and sugar. I surprised myself when I blurted out, “How’s.